I circled town on errands this morning. Dollar store, post office, AmVets to drop off a donation and finally, Kriegers for real pie crusts. Before lunch of the last fake crostata, I had a new one in the oven.
The real deal. I put the gluten free in the trash, with no regret.
And the real crostata will begin being lunch tomorrow.
I asked Becca if Toby is settling in. She sent two pictures.
He has oversized window sills that actually fit him.
He has a bed to share and a person to lie on. It's especially important to lie right on the legs.
That's it; just to let you know all's right with my world.